Unhealthy and unwealthy
Visiting the
hospital, I wondered if we are not a sick nation even an unhealthy one, too, contributing by choice and inaction to whatever ails us.
I suggested
appointments were indicative and that's what I have experienced for my
appointments this week. A late call running an hour behind schedule, and then
two calls that had me treated before the scheduled time.
How it really works
My fascination with
radiotherapy gained pleasure when I found a YouTube video
demonstrating how the linear accelerator works. My respect for the engineering behind the linac just left me in glee.
Not me being a nerd,
in the nerdish pursuit of understanding the science of radiotherapy. I should not bore you with
much apart from something I witnessed twice in five minutes.
At the main waiting
area of the radiotherapy department, there is a clanger bell, you are asked to
ring it thrice at the end of your treatment course.
Ring my bell
I have been longing for
when I could ring that bell, and I am only 20% into my treatment regime. I heard the bell ring for the first time in all my visits, and everyone heartily clapped.
It was a bell of hope
and expectation to us, the sound of enduring survival of the human spirit, and the herald of the
beginning of the rest of the ringers' lives, free of cancer and thriving after
cancer.
The gruelling
treatment would eventually end and the opportunity to go out and live in the
extravagant celebration of life beckons.
Why we were there
Then I heard my name;
I was called into the suite, set up on the automatic gurney and ready for my
fifth radiotherapy session.
I knew exactly what
was happening, probably a horror tease of science fiction getting irradiated on
the prostate as Chaka Khan belted out "I'm every woman," on the radio.
I checked at the end, and I'm very much still a man.
Thinking about it, I
have never asked for a sick note in a working life of 36 years, I might need to
get one now, to fulfil all righteousness. It is at 25% now, each session adds
5% to the tally.
Tomorrow, we are
doing the morning shift barely after the sun rises, much help is provided, and all
support is appreciated. Shalom!
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